Chapter Thirteen
In the grey light of early morning, Tam knelt on the mattress in her cell. She was wearing her cuffs and leg shackles, but her plug had been mercifully removed. Her face was pressed deep into Uli’s thick bush of pubic hair as she thanked the Mistress for her correction. Two powerful hands gripped the stubble covered head as Tam licked steadily with a tongue that was nearly as tired and sore as the rest of her. She paid for pain with pleasure.
Uli felt complete. The lethargy Tam displayed as she was trussed up and returned to her cell was due to more than exhaustion and physical shock. Uli knew that Tam felt real despair for the first time. There was no greater satisfaction that she could imagine. Just thinking about it made her gasp and tighten her
